Late nite ramblins

Another nite of insomnia. I wander the old hallways of this place, just so I can make my eyes tired enough to sleep. Then an old post catches my eye and it all comes flooding back.
The laughs.
The warmth.
The excitement.
The intimacy.
There is a soulful satisfaction of knowing that I was able to make that person happy when our paths overlapped for a brief spell. I wonder if he knows I still hold him in the highest regard and that part of my heart will always have his name engraved on it.